Which poets write sad poems? (Modern will do)

Sad poem

Who touched your strings?

Who plucked the strings, and the strings are still moving,

The rainbow on the hillside is still new, and there is no trace in the depth of the path;

Who carved the scar, the knife was confiscated, and the blood was still flowing,

There are birds singing everywhere in the tree-lined, but there is no trace of Chenopodium album;

Who sets a gentle trap, the feeling is unfinished, and the heart still hurts,

Step by step, India still exists, and no one asks whether it has fallen into the abyss;

Ask the sky, what it is and why it comes and goes;

Ask heaven, who hurt my whole body without mercy!

* A sad poem

Sitting alone, drinking alone, getting drunk alone,

But seeing the shadow of the moon like water,

I have a lot of thoughts.

Regret!

I thought I wasn't drunk,

You look tired now! ! !

Where is the moonlight like water?

But it's neon and charming.

Full of tears,

Sad! !

I'm drunk. I'm not drunk

Being drunk is sad,

Regret made me feel sober.

* Sad poems

If I leave you in the mountains,

I want to come back,

Through the tangled jungle,

Become a lark,

Come back to you!

If I drift away from you at sea,

I want to come back,

Through the rough waves,

Into seagulls,

Come back to you!

If I get lost on the grassland,

I want to find your footprints,

Become an elk,

Travel all over Qian Shan,

Come back to you!

But, honey,

I happen to be,

I held your hand and left you,

So,

I can only say to you:

May you live this life,

Forget me forever! The leaves have fallen, and I know that spring is not the season for me to come back.

* Crying at night

We are destined to love each other, but we have no company.

This love is entangled in life like spider silk.

I have worked hard, but I can't change it.

finally

My infatuation only touches the romance at night.

Cry at night

Shed crystal tears.

Wash away the ambiguity we left in the street

Cry at night

Shed sincere and sad tears for me.

My infatuation can touch the sky.

But I can't touch you.

* Sad poems

The cold autumn wind blows my short skirt,

My cold heart has also entered autumn,

It indicates that the future will be a cold winter.

I know this is an unchangeable reality,

Who can change the world?

The original fiery heart,

Autumn frost makes the weather cold,

The fallen leaves buried it.

Waiting helplessly for the snow to condense it.

* sense of hurt

Thousands of years of love have ended with catkins flying.

Heartbreaking pain is regret that things have changed.

Founder: What is love?

A glass of wine leads to sadness.

* If

If this wine can make me forget everything,

So,

I will drink it off without hesitation;

If this glass of wine can restore all my memories.

So,

I also drank it without hesitation;

Even if the price is the most painful in the world.

* Wait ...

While waiting, the breeze blew through the phoenix tree in the yard.

The leaves floated all over the floor,

I didn't expect winter to arrive so soon.

As for me, my clothes are not ready yet!

While waiting, the lonely moon suddenly hid in the clouds.

Make the earth extraordinarily dark.

As for me, I have no candles to keep a diary.

Waiting is a glass of wine,

The longer you wait, the more mellow the wine will be.

* Miss your beautiful sadness

The big house is empty,

Only I am full of cigarettes,

Listen quietly to the church bells in the distance ...

There is a melancholy rhythm in the bell,

Is it the sadness of your leaving?

You see, the intoxicating osmanthus fragrance is flowing,

Aromatic and helpless;

Listen, the pure heart spring is jingling,

Melodious and slender;

You see, the bright moonlight is like your wedding dress.

Beautiful and heartbroken ...

* Fate

What is fate?

Was it a casual look back when I walked out of the bookstore that day?

Was it that day that we shared the same road, the same car and the same seat?

What is fate?

Did you happen to see the surprise of bending down to pick up shells when you passed by the seaside path?

Are you surprised when you find that I look, look, speak and dress like someone?

What is fate?

I don't know,

Maybe it is the golden key to the marriage hall,

Perhaps it is the most unstable electron nucleus in chemical reactions.

* Sad poems

The wind blows lonely shoulders.

a little cold

Scattered are memories of displacement.

Ranshin

Broken and traceless

In the long lonely night

There is only fluorescence in the darkness.

A lingering and fascinating sentence.

Have you seen my pheromone?

But who can see the tears on my keyboard?

Love is too long.

The night is too short.

Maybe we can only look for smiling faces in our thoughts.

Remember the love in the smile

Not just scars.

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Shan' aoju

Never make promises at will.

Weak water

But tender and lingering.

Lonely wind

Even if there are thousands of soft silk.

Cloud narcissism

How to understand what love is?

Blurred flowers

Empty and enthusiastic mind

Ye Shenshen

It's rare to have a little fluctuation

Root depth

Love only one side of water and soil

Grass is helpless

Waiting for the afterlife to continue.

* Sleepless at night

be unable to fall asleep in the night

It is difficult to calm down.

Because when my eyebrows drive it away

It torments my heart again.

This kind of love is endless.

It's always hard to accept this long relationship.

The night is deep.

stare blankly

Just to calm my heart.

But it adds a headache.

When can I let this love go?

When will this situation stop?

Courtship without words.

Accept strings in frustration

There are always more lovers.

Indifferent to suffering

* If love loses to distance

Two people destined to get married

It is words that maintain the love between you and me.

Familiar and strange to each other

I seem to have seen it before.

I am used to sleeping with your name on my pillow every day.

I am used to hearing you call me a fool every day.

I am used to talking to you on the phone every day.

Accustomed to sighing each other.

Get used to you ... a lot.

It's just that there is always too much helplessness in reality.

I always can't figure it out

Since god arranged for us to meet.

Why can't God arrange a good ending for us?

Is this the so-called fate?

Actually, we both know each other very well.

How far is the bottom line of happiness from us?

What can we do? Try your best to fight for it.

I take it very seriously and understand it.

Love without trust cannot last long.

Back to the cruel reality

Everything is as usual.

Care for each other, take care of each other and miss each other.

Just the end. ...

If love really loses to distance.

I think I have to give up.

We met the right person at the wrong time.

I can only squeeze out a smile with tears in my eyes.

Is to leave the best ending for this relationship between us.

Even if you smile, you will hear a burst of heartbreak. ...